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Dyslexia & Sik Sense return with their 3rd joint release and 1st full length album 'Habits'. After smashing the back doors off the underground with their first two EP's; (the jazz tinged "Enter Your Own Caption" and the futuristic ode to work "Employees of the Month"), the duo took a sharp left turn and wound up in a dark, dusty, dank, fritzel-esque basement where they embraced a mind state best left well alone.

"Habits" introduces a much darker soundscape than previous work. Inspired by, and drawing from themes generally avoided in Hip-Hop; addiction, anxiety, disdain and malice, coupled in equal parts with egotism, self-doubt and a love stain size smattering of self-deprecating humour which leads you on a dizzying spiral into the minds of Dyslexia and Sik Sense. With features from Fugitive 9 kingpins; Cosmo TX, Cuda Brown, Moe Hendrix, Sintax 0 and Whyze Oner you are welcomed into the re-emerging pattern of habits with an awkward handshake and a tipped Stetson.

This album will make you ask questions that we cannot answer and we're, almost, sorry about that.

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released August 3, 2014

All songs written by Dyslexia & Sik Sense*
All songs produced by Sik Sense

Dyslexia - vocals, american boy
Sik Sense - beats & vocals, english boy

*Method Owned written by Dyslexia and Cuda Brown
Waveform written by Sik Sense, Dyslexia, and Whyze Oner
Reefaman written by Sik Sense, Dyslexia, and Cosmo TX
Tetramorph written by Fugitive 9 (Dyslexia, Moe Hendrix, Whyze Oner, and Cosmo TX)
Signing Off written by Dyslexia and Sik Sense and Sintax 0

Artwork by Michael Scott Younger III

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Dyslexia and Sik Sense Norfolk, Virginia

Dyslexia and Sik Sense discovered each other’s music on soundcloud in 2012 and set out to make some dumb ass rap records with nothing but 2 shitty USB plug in mics, a stack of beats and access to emails.

The result is a cacophony of abstract, cerebral hip hop slapped in the face with a generous hand full of viscous creative juices squeezed fresh from the teat of the neighbourhood inner demon. .
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Track Name: Habits (Intro)
(Intro Sample - Richard Nixon)
"Well, when I said "I just hope I haven’t let you down," that said it all. I had. I let down my friends. I let down the country.....

Most of all, I let down an opportunity that I would have had for 2 1/2 more years to proceed with great projects and programs for building a lasting peace which has been my dream...

Yup, I let the American people down, and I have to carry that burden with me for the rest of my life."

(Dyslexia)

(Dys x Sik)
Habit is the rabbit i followed
Alice might as well of been a model
My cabinet clammed up, swalled damn fuck
following the sand struck hollow

(Sik Sense)
See im at war with the elements, paw full of prejudice
scorn, type to wipe the floor with your nemesis
kick open the door to your premisis
snare all the residents in residence
like boom bap slap catch beats from the compression
its a break in the connection as waves-de-form
through their raw objection to perform
sik-sense and dys-lex-ia absorb
anything of yours
inspecting all your flaws
like i wanna eat my dinner of it this concoction
make you stick your fingers in a frigging socket
loss of oxygen an option but your locked into living
by admitting your a novice to tripping but it was obvious
stop bitching and get lost in this addiction

(Outro Sample - Geroge Galloway)
"Now I know that standards have slipped in the last few years in Washington, but for a lawyer you are remarkably cavalier with any idea of justice. I am here today but last week you already found me guilty. You traduced my name around the world without ever having asked me a single question, without ever having contacted me, without ever written to me or telephoned me, without any attempt to contact me whatsoever. And you call that justice."
Track Name: Chemical Compounds
(Sik Sense)
One word, never seen, never heard
I do lyrics on tick and want them back by the first
sticks, city, then out the 'burbs
ounce get split like gash at a birth
watch out we're masters at work
outclass a vast amount of the earth with a verse
the maths is truer than the facts of its worth
beat black then bluer than the skins that are wrapped round the herb
like what, i am amazing
you are just not, there's not debating
you can fuck off, I’m a menacing molecular mechanism
because of my arrested development
stop the, tempestuous, method switch lecherous gent
type embellishment
when this paranoia’s strong like eleven elephants on express setting stepping like seven jet engines

(Dyslexia)
Break down crews like chemical compounds

(Sik Sense)
I sabotage these tracks to mars and back
with a carbon clad guard that'll spar your mans
on these Martian lands you either can't or can
no middle ground partisan lack of heart attack
stack and harbour plans with this heat on repeat
compete and burn feet on tracks like the darkest sands
the smart arse, cigar in hand
I’m the reason 'rolled on the thighs' got your god dam apartment smashed
call me Mr Osmosis, no focus flow smith
most dopest of opponent you’ve ever opposed with
those pro's it’s potent open domes quick exposing
this show boating joke in slow motion
oh no it's, sik slanderous spit your gran will damage her hip
from dancing like a twat and jamming to this
i got a wealth of bad habits inhabit padded cells
rabid as hell, savage how i manage to damage your health

(Dyslexia)
Break down crews like chemical compounds
Track Name: Forest, Me (Follow Rabbit)
(Dyslexia)

(Sik Sense)
Now pipe down Alice, look-in glass follow rabbit
down that hole no one see's we strolled right passed it
on a cold night you tracked it, emerged like a lurcher
that was trapped in some abstract static state of inertia
the rampant cancer, camped in your cortex
constructing strands of attack clash your thoughts when
i inhabit my habitat, habitually canny alley cat
That’ll cross your path like fifth scratch on tally graph
I got lactic acid tabs and tea flasks in a plastic bag
I’ll happily adapt to the embrace with a clammy grasp
i pick apart the patterns, instinctive, karmas caverns
carbon carved in palms when stigmata happens I’m calm
calmer than acceptance, self-harmer
wrist action, split atom, sick stanzas ,written in lists
in the midst of its inception and signed off with a kiss
x tends to be, left with an impression
it extends to be loved ones in intentions
I’ve felt nothing since ingestion
im becoming an infectious, reckless mess laying defenceless
so i....change the synapse back to the last chapter
where happiness floods streets like cats you can’t capture
it’s that pattern that turns acts to habits
it’s that pattern that swerved back and dies tragic
the verse reinacts the lies graphics
amplify for minds to translate light through eyes
cyanide pride with a side of a few pints
and one for the road, one for the
endless fields of roach and used bags of coke
second hand smoke,
needles that never had the antidote no matter how amp the dose
boast entrapment
drugs capture a host and become engrossed in its enhancement

(Dys x Sik)
change the synapse back to the last chapter
where happiness floods streets like cats you can’t capture
it’s that pattern that turns acts to habits
it’s that pattern that swerved back and dies tragic
follow rabbit Alice, follow rabbit
model madness Alice, hollow tactics
swallow static Alice, coddle blandness
all these candid cameras follow Alice
Track Name: Baron Strange Fruit
As the Western, Roman Empire collapses/
Entire mappings of factions are dispatched with/
which leaves me, Baron Strange Fruit adapting
to the expansive rankings of Middle Age romantics
that languished inactive til 500 B.C
and to the passing of Mohammed in 6 3 3
-head of state call me Caliph
Islamic communities i used to fight but i take my own as captive
it’s what happens when it’s the devil you dance with
i signed in italics in exchange for the schematic to my soul
emotions die I’m now combative
lacking in any understanding of these semantics
only military tactics, honed by Anglo Saxons
blacken pages of history with these actions
I’m forced to side with masses through transactions
with Lucifer’s hands attached to the strands making it happen
puppet master laughing, crafting the art of war
carnivores storm forts, you’re hardly going to answer doors
- we kill them all, blood marks on walls
disregard your calls for mercy stood over you with thirty sharpened swords
Satan in carbon form, Cataphact on the back of an armoured horse
raising towns to the ground when i spark the torch
compelled to retrieve the head from my targets corpse
and it’s like that, no remorse when i slice at
your light axe wielding infantry that don’t fight back
i appear with night tasked with over throwing
those who own oceans dethrone opponents with no known notice
we swarm like locust over the remotest components
of your force we decoded and opened
i body your folk in a moment, I’m just a bloke smoking
spines of those who decline to sign my vote slips

Now, Baron Strange Fruit's been around you see
i travel time lines where blood lines repeat
i live passed lives as your feet pound the streets
defeat emperors for evil as your sound asleep
Baron Strange Fruit's been around you see
fight with armies about sixty thousand deep
technique of hardy beast i scar your peeps
light you kings head with my right arm as i start my speech

I’m under feudal command, cross on my shield
this is my land blessing of god upon my steel
I’ve got Byzantium blood, transgressing centuries
import Turkish weaponry, Macedonian dynasty
implore works of symmetry, math prone delivery
with sicker speech than black plague city street living be
the wicker creaks Neath the weight of heads from the guillotine
spread from the west likes crusades on the middle east
my empire stretch from Morocco round the Med to Italy
chilling free only get out of bed for victory
alchemedic synergy, a how to read my literacy
for dummies should be in your vicinity
divine right of kings will be like salt in the eyeballs
absolute monarchs justified as false idols
its spiteful and my memories are tribal
deaths disciple, you wouldn’t read it in the bible
how i knife you in the spinal, concede your title
my arrival breeds sheep to alleviate the rivals
from their rightful place in homes they possess
lay pagans to rest like final clones of text
that was sent to force revival of hope but instead
they caused a cycle of protest from folk you protect
only spoke of in sects and that’s if you invest
in the complex agenda's they tend to represent
i spend gold to interject souls into Pax Romana
disrespect Roman peace and I’ll come and slap your father
antagonise these heretics, call me Justin Martyr
from Aurelius to Arthur and to Arius in Sparta
they call it Karma, wipe my arse with the Magna Carta
feudal barons force the King to abide by the charters
everyday i find this harder, there’s no way to scarper
from when i start up a legend to the start of my departure

Now, Baron Strange Fruit's been around you see
i travel time lines where blood lines repeat
i live passed lives as your feet pound the streets
defeat emperors for evil as your sound asleep
Baron Strange Fruit's been around you see
fight with armies about sixty thousand deep
technique of hardy beast i scar your peeps
light you kings head with my right arm as i start my speech
Track Name: Vultures
(Dyslexia)
Vultures, multiply above
as cultures turn in to finding drugs
sole purpose, designer buzz
sore surface, the mind erupts



(Dys x Sik)
Vultures, multiply above
as cultures turn in to finding drugs
sole purpose, designer buzz
sore surface, the mind erupts

(Sik Sense)
Now I’m not sure if i do this for pleasure, pain or just amusement
pump drugs into my brain just to make me feel more human
i got these, certain urges surging through my blueprint
lost each and every cursive through the speed of its movement
talk with mutant speech a miser that reminds us
of times we defined these lifelines they supply us
recruitment drive minds, and if we stay alive
we're too busy making a living to ever make a life
as i improve i align time, star signs and pyramid design combined
but now we got retarded minds to symbolise decline to simplified tribes
mystified by the sky, describe the spectrum as liquefied tie-die,
acid drop ingestion, lizard eye deprived guy
placid on inspection, erratic on detection
vultures landing for an easy meal and as the blood pools i see my habits in the reflection
Track Name: One by One
(Sik Sense)

Now you can call me Gaudi the great architect recovered alchi
marker pen text and still spark the cess proudly
i doubt these, people listening have heard about me
been in it for a minute spitting writtens out loudly
i watch the world through the bottom of a whiskey glass
tipsy ass hippy growing thin like a wispy tash
patron saint of 8th's in a jiffy bag
fuck eyes i dilate your face with that spliff you had
it's not where you're from it's about where you're sitting at
gift of gab efficient wisdom out witting the slickest lads
smart arsed, leave you red faced like cricket bat
after the innings i kick it and that's how you know Sik is back
with a sack of wicked raps, i aint no fucking king
i just robbed the crown and can't be arsed to give it back
this is the duck to your swing hitting back
with a full on figure four on the floor with submissive taps
same time i'm burning l's and didn’t give a pass
flick the roach at your feet like; oi mate, finish that
im implicit in vindictive plans, exhibit
strength only witness when Popeye gets a spinach can
i've been splitting grams with Dirty Mac
covertly burn percy of some mad quirky earthly plants
hunt you through the cracks like a murky past
and only see you through my net like your nerdy plans

I stand alone at the gates of these rappers homes
where they craft their poems on a pad where their act is known
we hunt you down one by one til we're the last to flow
we hunt you down one by one, one by one
we stand alone in the hope that our stature grows
flatten grammar with the force of Thor hammer blows
we hunt you down one by one til we're the last to flow
we hunt you down one by one, one by one

(Dyslexia)

teens bit illiterate

(Sik Sense)
I stand alone at the gates of these rappers homes
where they craft their poems on a pad where their act is known
we hunt you down one by one til we're the last to flow
we hunt you down one by one, one by one
we stand alone in the hope that our stature grows
flatten grammar with the force of Thor hammer blows
we hunt you down one by one til we're the last to flow
we hunt you down one by one, one by one
Track Name: Waveform (Ft. Whyze One)
(Sik Sense)
The four element force that draws wreckage to shores
and absorbed in the way that war epics are taught
i got more records, of course, that more venomous
awesomeness with a pen, i reform thaughts if flawless pits
you got bars? perform them then
your shit, go stand on the side like your an ornimant
you'd be the token prize at a tournemant
as fouth palce, if 3rd got a score to spend
i rock oven gloves to write cos of my scorching pen
ive come to kill your vibes like your awkward friends
Lexi and I? Jekyll and Hyde that switch minds
and when we combine rhymes bring your senses to life
with a sentence provide hype 'til dimentia subsides
with enough pride to get back up and look it square in the eye
as we reside in your sadness our standards created
its just madness, we're faced with a lack of creative brains
it's just a hobby, i picked up in the lobby
it's insane how you still need to learn to rap properly
i got second crop syndrome, better than the first batch
tenners worth, sitting there, chilling in a herb bag
i lurk back in dark alleys smoke fattys with your aunt sally
play her these large tacks we bring
to make sure your knowledge of us doenst start badly
we're kings or this half-arsed attack on a swag beat

(Dyslexia)

(Whyze One)

(Dyslexia)
Track Name: Reefaman (Ft. Cosmo TX)
(Sik Sense)
When i'm birthing these beats you can hand me the forceps
I got more lines than Gordon Ramsey's forehead
don't aplaude yet wait a couple tracks later
my snare snaps like i slapped you with sand paper
sik got his swagger back, straight from the cabbage patch
battle whack rappers with a strap and a plastic bag
my shit stinks like, damn i'll have a gram of that
maybe two but i need to go to the bank to grab the cash

(Dyslexia)


(Cosmo Tx)

(Sik Sense)
Leave me two bars and they will get looped
im in a chicken coop stooped bunning Chris Tucker zoot
cos it's friday, in a suit out for the loot
phone on vibrate business time out for the loot
bare fruits from high grade last minute line change
im 0845 gotta pay for my time mate
i'll fuck it up, then i'll fuck it sideways
come back in nine days and the track will still girate

(Dyslexia)

(Cosmo Tx)

(Sik Sense)
What the fuck you looking at? watch where you're staring
im careless, take your girl home to meet my parents
i think they're gonna like her, treat her like an heiress
she's an airhead but fuck it man she gives out bare head
i've got rare texts a spare set of fuck you's
and im aware, yes, i don't expect some fucks too
i crush crews into juice quaf them from a chalice
that's made of gold and moulded from the shape of my phalice